Slave of Fate

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A silent looming fate
Awaits us all
We struggle to understand
That which is without reason
Only to learn
With the greatest intentions
That it was all futile
Simply because
All that has been or will ever be
Was preordained
And there is no escape
From our own twisted fates

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